I need you by my side with your delicate heart
So please don't leave; no, don't you run
Don't be frightened by the storm
So be bold and brave; just let it rain.
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I AM OFFICIALLY BRINGING ABOUT THE END OF THE WORLD.

...Or, at least, that's what I'm doing, according to Joshua.

But whatever, Sir I'mfoundsafewithinttheharbour. I already KNEW I was awesome to an apocalyptic degree. ...I mean- really. First off, I'm the raddest thing on the planet; second, I have friends who are all that; and third, I'm the raddest thing on the planet- and now I'm even bringing about the end of the world?

...Talk about over achieving. Tsk.

Anyway, today's Saturday; and I don't care if this expression doesn't exist, but TGIS! :]
I've gotten my braces removed, so now I have a shiny new almostperfect smile to usher in a shiny new Saturday.

Yesterday was great. I've noticed that I've become mucccccho busier lately, and I think that's just the way I like it. I like being so caught up in things that you just kinduv forget about the dozen other things you used to stress about all the time.
...Um, business is my drug, I 'ppose?
Maybe I should schedule an appointment and guidance therapy at Busy People Anonymous. :/

And my PE teacher said I was fit! *dances* ...But naturally. I mean, anyone [well, almost anyone] with two functioning legs and a pair of sport shoes would qualify as being fit. But I told him that under normal circumstances, Ash's much fitter than I am; and the only reason why I ran a tad faster than him was 'cuz I had had an elephant's recess. :]
What scares me, though, is the fact that Ash was running in Converse sneakers.
If and when he ever dons his sports shoes; I WILL DIE.

Joshua's really fast too, emg. Why am I, of all people- in a school full of freakishly fast people?

[Although Joshua- I resent the fact that you accused me of cutting off your supply of bubble tea. ...Dude, go buy your own bubble tea!]

And yes, Cheryl darhling, I miss you too! <3 Mhm, I will be having a birthday party [how could I not?], and y'all are invited. Although I do wish that Loth could travel here from Norway to celebrate it with me...I wuv my big sis. :D
[And I lovelove my MG girlies too. A lot.]

But yes, soon I'll be turning FIFTEEN.
Booyeahhhh.
Fifteen sounds so old, though. It's, like, half of thirty.
And thirty sounds freaky. It doesn't sound me-ish. ...I mean, seriously- can you imagine me still dating my iPod and still being the most fabulous thing on the planet at thirty?

I hope I'll still believe in magic when I'm thirty, though.

Heck, I hope I'll still believe in magic when I'm a hundred.

I don't want to live forever; I just want what's in me to live forever. I want some little girl to grow up like me and to love life and to live it to the fullest. And yeah, although I've screwed myself up pretty bad in some places before; that's perfectly all right; because part of the beauty of life comes from messing up and then being able to gracefully stitch up the tears again.

[Because contrary to what Joshua thinks, I'm not perfect.
As hard as that may be to believe. XD]

Sobstories aren't neat. I resent people who make up their own hangups in a bid for sympathy and attention. ...I know I've been on that line before, and it isn't cool, believe me. After all- so what if you have a sobstory? Boohoo, well. EVERYONE has a sobstory, and you having one doesn't make you any more special or any more different.

No, I'm referring to 'beauty in the broken'- not self imposed breakdowns; but the things that happen sometimes which make you crumble so hard that you think you won't ever get up again. But you do. And although the scars remain; life becomes so much more beautiful because of what you've been through, and that, m'dears; is what I'm referring to.

And I know that I've met many, many glorious people; and I want their spirit to live on in the teenagers of, oh I dunno- 2020!~ too. Then we'd have a generation of beautiful people full of vivacity and full of grace and I think the world would smile just a little wider because of that.

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Yes, I know I was rambling. I'm an obsessive compulsive rambler.
And after all, since it's ALMOST my birthday- I'd think I'd be entitled to a little more rambling than usual, don't you?
Besides- a daily dose of rambling is good for the soul.

So come here everyday and read and tag, y'all; and your souls will love you all the better for it.

...And naturally, so will I.

Tah, luvs; and keep those lovely heads up high.

<3